Inara and Jayne
Inara sighed "Jayne, I'm not for hire" she said firmly.
"Ya a whore, it's what ya for" He grinned. "Although, know ya ain't as good as my River...... just, be nice to have someone who, ya know is a laid back ride"
"What?" she scowled.
"Ya heard, I know you ain't as good in bed as River, but you'll do for a quick bang, all I need" he shrugged.
"I'd have you know, I'm THE BEST, I've been trained by the greatest I have moves that would make your Dick fall off"
He shrugged "Yeah right sure..... Kaylee can give such good head she 'n suck it off" he smirked
"I.... I could!" she snapped at him.
He rolled his eyes "Yeah sure right" he murmered "As if" he snapped. "Ya just a whore, who ain't all she could be....... maybe you ain't worth the sheath, be a waist"
She slapped him "How dare you!?"
He grabbed her knocking her off her to his knees as he held her by a handful of hair, one of her earrings snagging on his sleeve. "Look ya bitch that was a bad move......." he said pushing her away.
"GET OUT!" she snapped tears in her eyes.
"Not till I get what I came for" he tossed some money in her direction, so little a common street prostitute would be offended.
"That wouldn't even buy you a blow job"
"It's getting me the whole ride" he said as he started to undo his belt.
"I'll kill you before you can touch me........."
"lets see who's right about that one." he smirked.
{Sometime later}
Inara walked into the Kitchen area, her clothes far more covering than she would perhaps normally wear. She started to pour herself a tea fighting tears. She heard someone walk in behind her.
"Make me one" jayne grunted.
"Sure" she whispered as if nothing had happened.